To the Russian poets and all poets;the shimmering, undefeated "cloud of witnesses" who conveyed at great cost in their own way: the connecting idea between Heaven and earth. And most of all, to the poet from the former Soviet Union who, dying, in prison, wrote his final poem in his own blood on the wall: the single word, "Hope". Whole-hearted To the Triune God in memory of Mary Adalyn Douglas.
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Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Then And Now

embroidering the Heavens with your dreamsyou neglect the platter to entirely cleanbut so did Jack before the magic beansand then the story grew;the stalk the generations blessed him to.rude circumstance and head against the windhe suffered long before the game of let's pretendbore fruit or rather, beansand tirades from his mother when hespilled the creamor bartered it for air.and now he has a talking harp to show for itmuch gold to spare!mary angela douglas 30 march 2016

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All I want to say is I am very concerned about what I perceive as the devaluation of the pure lyric voice in world poetry and I pray for its renewal and enhancement throughout the world because I believe its loss is also in a deep sense the loss of the human soul to darkness and to senseless information. I also believe in the principles of artistic devotion as enumerated by Kandinsky and I completely believe in the reality of Divine Inspiration in the creative process (I mean, God, not something vague) and in the co-creation of art with God, the artist or poet and the "cloud of witnesses" (those who have laid the groundwork and have preceded us)having an equal confluence and influence.
I believe in all art as a consoling, beautiful, truthful manifestation, not as degradation, obscenity or propaganda. I believe in it as the link between Heaven and Earth.